she lives next door to the store that i loiter at
we talk every night, she cries to me about her guy
and if we text i get pissed when i get no reply
i know shes the key to love
she is who i'm thinking of when i'm beating richard up
to mental images her face looks
the closest that i got is when i'm poking her on facebook
video chats are so exciting
cause its like she's inviting me to her world full of privacy
i'm getting gassed up
i think she's liking me
she's gullible and i just wanna take it like a pirate
i see her in class
not really
two doors down but in anytime i pass
to take a piss in a stall
i picture us in the hall
locking lips on the wall
her hand grabbing my dick
my left hand on her tits
oh
my shits getting hard
from thought of dating this bitch
her name is my password
fuck
all my friends got they bitches and stuff
but all the bitches they fuck
are known as bitches and sluts
but she special
i know to y'all i come off as rough
but i'm the nicest to her
and i just want to concur
a relation
i want the cheesy dates at the movies
and stupid walk on the beach
and sharing straws in a cup
i never had that
so when we holding hands walking home
i look past that
she's fucking guys that i hate
but things are looking great cut copy
last time we talked
she said her relationship was rocky
now that mr.fag is gone
there's no one that can stop me
from bagging her
i got these tickets to the roxy
next day metro's taking me home
i see her in a car at wendy's
but shes not alone
who's that guy?
wait
why the fuck is he about to kiss her?
come to find out
she got back with her
... fuck
she's so pretty
fuck self pity
i feel so shitty
i wanna text her in a jealous rage
but if she reply to say anything
imma smile i know
what do i do with myself
sit in my room for some days
play xbox and piles of wet socks?
fuck that
my dude ask
"ace, what happened to such and such"
i could smother her name
and then i tell him i fucked
or i could tell him the truth
and say she ain't like me much
but instead i lie
and say she moved to nebraska.
